Anna Seward (Анна Сьюард)

Sonnet 26. O partial Memory! Years, that fled too fast

O partial Memory! Years, that fled too fast,
    From thee in more than pristine beauty rise,
    Forgotten all the transient tears and sighs
    Somewhat that dimm'd their brightness! Thou hast chas'd
Each hovering mist from the soft Suns, that grac'd
    Our fresh, gay morn of Youth;—the Heart's high prize,
    Friendship,—and all that charm'd us in the eyes
    Of yet unutter'd Love.—So pleasures past,
That in thy crystal prism thus glow sublime,
    Beam on the gloom'd and disappointed Mind
    When Youth and Health, in the chill'd grasp of Time,
Shudder and fade;—and cypress buds we find
    Ordain'd Life's blighted roses to supply,
    While but reflected shine the golden lights of Joy.

1. Sonnet 42. Lo! the Year's final Day!—Nature performs
2. Sonnet 8. Short is the time the oldest Being lives
3. Sonnet 52. Long has the pall of Midnight quench'd the scene
4. Sonnet 31. O, EVER DEAR! thy precious, vital powers
5. Sonnet 90. My hour is not yet come!—these burning eyes

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